Doing a little remodeling. It pays to have small people who can get into tight spaces.
When asked what he likes most about Cross-country, Noah said improving. Last week he finished 28th, this week 16th!
Another part of the Cascades that I have not visited yet is the area near Glacier Peak. Several years ago, a big flood washed out parts of the Suiattle River Road making it a long hike to get close to this remote mountain. Every year it seems, I pull out the maps and link in my mind the trails that make a loop around the Glacier peak. Then I add up the days and the weight of my pack and the uncertain weather and put the maps away for another year.
In search of a late-summer hike, I chose the North Fork of the Sauk Trail. It leads to White Pass. There are some dashed lines on the map which made a lollipop into a basin near the snout of the White Chuck Glacier. The map is labeled “Glacier Peak Meadows”. Intrigued and with a fantastic forecast, I set the course. Nate decided to tag along. It was glorious wandering and a good reminder that the dashed lines lead to the most interesting places.
To prepare for an impending audition, Nathan practiced his monologue at the top of each pass.
There will be four “graduations” in June this year. Laura will get her Masters from UW. Nathan will graduate high school. Noah and Naomi will finish their last years of middle school and elementary school respectively.
The 3 Ns and I got out for a short hike on Labor Day weekend. We got and early start at the Denny Creek trailhead and had a nice lunch at Melakwa Lake. There’s lots of exploring to do there and it looks like there’s some decent camping too.
There are so many places in the Northwest that I want to see. This year I chose to take the boys on a tour of one of the wildest places in the North Cascades: Thunder Creek. We hiked from the outlet at Diablo Lake to the source at Park Creek Pass. It was 18 miles each way. We spent 4 nights out on an up-and-down trail wedged between Thunder and Fisher Creeks. We peered down at the Dismal Swamp, inspected relics from the Skagit Queen Mine, and spent 2 lonely nights in Thunder Basin. We heard the constant roar of rushing water, the deep stillness of mossy forest, and the thundering crack of ice collapsing from fading glaciers. The way grew wilder the further we went until we were plundering through thick brush in a deep, remote basin.